Do you find it weird to have children who are seniors themselves?

I do not have kids...but my niece and nephew, from my eldest brother are both considered senior. Gerry is 63 and Julie is 55. So there is that. When it was just Gerry, most folks who did not know our family well, thought we were siblings
 

There's a woman in the church I attend that's pushing 80 and has jet black hair. Obviously she's dyeing it, but I wonder who she thinks she's fooling, unless it's just a personal vanity thing. I wouldn't consdier a face-lift or other plastic surgery, either unless I was horribly disfigured in an accident.
 
My daughter is 47... she doesn't look like she's approaching a half century at all.. and My goodness I don't even think of her as old as that. She is constantly mistaken for at least a decade younger...

I still call her the nickname she had as a child.... Babby... if she could, she would stop me calling her that, but she suffers in silence..:D
 
I mean it makes me feel absolutely ancient! One daughter will be sixty-one come Sunday, the other is fifty-six. What happened to my life? Where did it go? What happened to my little girls? At one time I considered sixty to be old and now my precious first born is there! I can't believe it!
Yes! I started wondering where the time went, then I remembered my grandson is in his 30's!!!
 
Yes, I keep forgetting that being senior starts at fifty and that not everyone is as old as I! I won't get too many responses to this discussion, that's for sure! So, you youngsters, just forget about the subject! :LOL:
I'm the same, Old Salt. Our daughter turns 60 in September, our son will be 56 next year.

I had a conversation with our daughter recently and I told her that I considered her to be to be very wise. Other qualities are empathy and generosity. Our son is a lot like my father, doesn't talk a lot but a deep thinker. He lives in a country town close to the Victorian border. Since Hubby has been in the nursing home he rings me often and we have very meaningful conversations. He is learning a lot about his mother that has surprised him.

I love that I have lived long enough to see both of them grow to full maturity.
 
Just a question of long time members. I checked all the necessary boxes but only get spotty notices about members of this forum replying to my posts. I have to go to the thread itself to see who replied or not! As I said, the odd one gets through, but more often than not I am surprised at the responses that were missed. Sorry for taking you off subject!
 
I'm the same, Old Salt. Our daughter turns 60 in September, our son will be 56 next year.

I had a conversation with our daughter recently and I told her that I considered her to be to be very wise. Other qualities are empathy and generosity. Our son is a lot like my father, doesn't talk a lot but a deep thinker. He lives in a country town close to the Victorian border. Since Hubby has been in the nursing home he rings me often and we have very meaningful conversations. He is learning a lot about his mother that has surprised him.

I love that I have lived long enough to see both of them grow to full maturity.
this is what I always bargained with God... because my mother died so young, just 39..leaving all of us kids, and the youngest only 10 years old.. my terror was that I would die before my daughter was grown, and able to look after herself...

She's now 47 years old.., and very capable.. but I still secretly bargain for a little more time... 🥰
 
this is what I always bargained with God... because my mother died so young, just 39..leaving all of us kids, and the youngest only 10 years old.. my terror was that I would die before my daughter was grown, and able to look after herself...

She's now 47 years old.., and very capable.. but I still secretly bargain for a little more time... 🥰
I am so sorry, HD, that you had to spend your youth without a mother! My biggest fear was always that one of my children might die before me! I was on Xanax for quite some time because worry was a daily companion. I have to be grateful though, because I eventually turned to God in desperation ... and you know the rest of the story! Did I stop worrying? No, but the worry is now subdued and not all consuming! So, thank God!
 
this is what I always bargained with God... because my mother died so young, just 39..leaving all of us kids, and the youngest only 10 years old.. my terror was that I would die before my daughter was grown, and able to look after herself...

She's now 47 years old.., and very capable.. but I still secretly bargain for a little more time... 🥰
I had the same fear when my daughter was born. I was very influenced by the stories of British and Australian women who were made prisoners of the Japanese in Singapore in 1942. Having read Neville Shute's A Town Like Alice where one woman with an infant child realises that she cannot survive the forced march and hands her baby over to another woman to care for, I asked myself who would take my baby if I should die young.

I went out of my way to make sure she had connections with likely foster mothers but fortunately none were needed. My daughter is now a grandmother herself and I am very proud of her.
 
My sons are 48, daughter will turn 40 in Sept. They're feeling it more than i am (most days). But my Grandson being so much taller than me at 14 !/2yrs?--that gets to me.
the kids are sooo tall these days.. I mean 13 and 14 year olds 6 feet tall and still growing...

I was in the supermarket the other week, and a group of young guys walked in noticeable because they were like walking trees.. all in school uniform... (white shirts, school ties, and black trousers)>. probably 16 years old.. and not one of them was less than 6' 4
 
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